[aesop rock] *acapella* jiggy-jabberjaw vitamin idol and primal rages when bible page verse tidal waves has begun (water one) i wrote the book that shook america to splinters in a winter wasteland icicle-bound barren township call barren moon childs and proud gimps to clinch this chemical war pig delinquent sinkin like a paper tugboat well beneath your holiday beached on a red tide infested sh*r* corroding eastern seaboard beauty i’m a jigsaw slab, but all the pig saw was dirt bag

it’s like a bleeding comet bombing on your sequels to the riverside park tunnel people claim last lifeform standing carbon based pardons ain’t enough my stilts truly personify the serbonite flea circus we urchins merkin on daily i catapult brain opera past basic tear my own face off in the finale, stick around it’s ill diabolic prodigal son spill grimmace if you had one more eye, you’d be a cyclops which explains missing the premise bliss mimic, baptise, chastise, laugh die kiss the finish, p*ss the villagers the f*ck off pete piper picked peppers, and run rocked rhymes aes rock might’ve smoked one too many dimes in his time now where you gonna be when the sun falls, brother probably gathering your sheep with all these other mothaf*ckers struck twice in the same place by a moody zues fishliner smackin the third clear out the park going gone (to infinity and beyond!) i rocked for a flock of chewbacca look-alikes in magic makers hermit crabs and new york city sewer aligators keep your homily dream out your homily i deal with tangible goods and avoid manufacturing food for landfills i’ve seen friends bow to needles i’ve seen needles bow to records i’ve seen boughs break i’ve seen god bow and make the clouds shake i’ve seen the proud break i’ve seen alot for a blind soldier who tattooed the city scape up skin to blend in rats travel by night invite the waterbugs i’m here to pull the three-pr*ng when it’s prime directive wormhole of self-sacrifice had a hatchet slice for camps for that god-awful frankenstein starving your style to someday be a story in my? life’s hard, life’s easy life’s everyting in between life’s peachy like james and the giant and i keep spittin as long as these kittens buy it and i keep casting my line as long as these officials bite it and i like it (don’t try it like that)

[movie sample] “yes the bough is low that’s the way it goes though… maybe i should just give up or stop trying but life is so uncertain, so short i’ve got to keep on searching and wherever it takes me, i’ve got to go”

[aesop rock] ban away temper tantrum, decrept anthem set a low go, i arrived late i’m here to scr*pe a car clean to the funk machine imposes on the underling amalgam cl*ster and identifies the mother (you got heart) i hate to tell you but it skips more than it palpitates like these here drunken little archers missed one of they calculate the falcon hates the mockingbird the farmer hates the drought i hate em all, i kick the bottom brick out shouting “yes y’all” and blow the village out perspective (aesop!) do you take this makeshift-candy land-cold cl*ssic-b*st*rd style to be your lawfully wedded head trip doing base throughout sickness, health, electrical storm fire, pain, rain, hail, wind, ice, sleet, snow? (h*ll no!) i’m balanced, personified phantom to the bone walkin like a jabberwocky scalpin a pair of one-way tickets to shadowboxing christmas with a shallow stocking like this (i’m just trying to milk the mileage) you drop science like don herbert with liquor in him soundin off like senior citizens sitting at bingo parlor bickering yeah it’s kinda funny, isn’t it how i can build while you just sit there and b*tch about your syllabus

[chorus] 4x dwarfed by the lights, bewildered by the fanbase bound by an idea, skeptical of the handshakes